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Haruka Kawakami
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Courage, Anxiety, and Despair Watching the Battle by James Sant (ca. 1850) anyone?
By Czeck writer Karel Äapek, inventor of the term ārobotā as well!
This is one of my husbandās favorite short stories. He quotes it from memory. Iām pretty sure he can recite the entire thing from memory.
This is a tremendously impactful short story and every time I see it, it serves as an excellent reboot button for my state of mind.
I think about this cake every day
sorry for exposing your tags but this is hilarious
OP, I hope you donāt mind me making an addition:
When I turned 17, we ordered a cake at the grocery store for my party, as weād done many times before. If you wanted something written on the cake youād write it into a section of the order form. We requested, very simply, āHappy Birthday Courtneyā. When we went to pick it up the day of the party, this is what we got.
The bakery employees had absolutely no explanation for this. The order form, attached to the box, very clearly did not contain any of those extra names. Whomever had done the writing was no longer in, so there was no one to ask how this had happened. The fact that the name āJuanā is misspelled bewilders me to this day. (Iāve never seen āMileyā without the E, either, but itās believable that someone might spell it that way.) Did this cake slip in from an alternate universe where Iām one quarter of a set of Hispanic quadruplets? Dyslexic Hispanic quadruplets, maybe?
This cake became the focal point of my party. At least two of my friends regularly called me āCourtney Mily Jaun Pabloā for years to come. My siblings and I still reference it sometimes, eleven years later. It is probably the funniest thing ever to occur at any birthday celebration of my life, and may well remain so for the rest of my days.
I love a botched cake.
one time me and some pals spotted one of those big cookie cakes in a store. it was done up with red icing and little X's for kisses and in the middle it said
No One Like You
now, it took us a while to realise it meant "(there is) no one like you". at first, we all parsed it as a botched "no one like(s) you"
for ages after when we'd wind each other up we'd declare "NO ONE LIKE YOU ā¹ļøš"
When the universe was divided up and all things were categorizad. Atoms made to fit into bone and cartilage and birds and sea and earth, we were tethered. Arms and legs tangled in the celestial muck and mire. We must have kicked and screamed through the division. It must have been terribly violent.
So much so that when I saw you across the hall, I felt the pain. Deep within my dust.. My cosmic signal calling to yours. Remembering what it felt to be whole. The pull, the gravity of our cells recognizing a piece of them in a different arrangement, echoing across millenniaā¦.called back to each other to be fused once more, a jaw to a jaw, fingers twisted into embrace.
Earth.
An aquarium in Japan was closed for renovations, and their resident sunfish got depressed not seeing visitors. So the staff put some uniforms with printed faces against the tank, and it immediately recovered.
A solitary sunfish at an aquarium in Japan lost its appetite, began banging into the side of the fishtank and appeared unwell days after the
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ok good I was getting worried
You know what, fuck you *banishes you to the late 90s music video dimension*
i canāt stop thinking about the time my roommate and i asked our insanely ripped neighbor brian who wore flip flops year round and sunglasses on the back of his head for help with carrying a solid wood dresser up to our apartment. he wanted to get his son who was home from college to come help too so he takes out his phone and goes, āsiri, call christian christiansonā and turns speaker phone on while we stand there sort of stunned by the name and after a few rings cc answers, āwhat the hell do you wantā and brian just hangs up without responding and is all, ākids, am i rightā then carries the dresser up four flights of stairs pretty much by himself. we offered him a six pack of rainier as thanks which he immediately opened in our kitchen and downed 2/6 beers in 10 mins while telling us about his 1989 dodge ram 1500 he was trying to get his son to restore with him to no avail. really nice guy. we never saw his son before he went back to school but any time i ask my roommate for help with lifting stuff or reaching something he says, āsiri, call christian christiansonā and we reminisce about brian and his truck.
I cannot begin to stress how important Alysa Liu is to a sport like figure skating. This is a sport that is rife with abuse and that has silenced women and has forced them to do as theyāre told in order to win medals. This is a sport where authoritative figures exercise an immense amount of control over athletes from their childhoods.
Alysa left the sport because of burn out. Because of what she went through. When she came back, she said that sheād skate to whatever music that she wanted. That sheād be in charge of her training schedule. That sheād be able to take a very active role in choreographing her programs and choosing her costumes. Her entire comeback has been about her taking authority over her career. She is in charge of her own career, as it should be. As it should always be.
And she is now the Olympic Champion. Her trajectory is proof that an athlete taking control of their training, of their joy, and of their competitive career is absolutely paramount to success in sport.
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One of the most jarring moments of my university education was in a physics class when I was given a device that measures gravity and was told āthis cost the university sixteen thousand dollars, but the only glass blower in the world who could make the glass springs inside it died so itās literally irreplaceable. If you drop it those springs will shatter. Go fuck around with it for a day and take some measurementsā
In the UK there's a thing called the endangered crafts list which I highly recommend if you fancy discovering some crafts you never even knew existed. Scientific and optical instrument making is considered 'critically endangered' and glassworking (scientific glassware) is just considered endangered, which is for 'crafts with a shrinking market share, an ageing demographic or crafts with a declining number of practitioners.' There's some other crafts in that category which are easier to teach yourself or go to classes on that list, like lithography, marbling or block printing on fabric, so it might be worth considering those if you're looking for something to try.
Thereās a liquor store near my house that seems to be run exclusively by frat boys. They lovingly curate these bags, which I browsed today while āOops I Did It Againā played through the store speakers. This is art to me, there is beauty everywhere for those with eyes to see it
As someone who ran track and cross country for 4 years in high school, this always fucking mystified me the most out of all the insane shit PE had us do.
Track and field club taught all new runners how to properly warm up, stretch, pace, etc. Its a process, and doing it properly takes 15-20 minutes to make sure your body is ready so you dont hurt yourself.
PE didnt do jack shit, they just said "go run a mile" so 70% of the fucking kids sprinted flat out the first lap and basically walked the other 3. Multiple people did it in boots or tennis shoes. I'm amazed more of them didnt pull a muscle or worse in the process.
I dont know what the purpose of PE was, but it sure as shit wasnt proper exercise. And I think a lot of people suffered for that. If they spent the time teaching us about the importance of physical health, proper nutrition, how to safely stretch/exercise, etc, we would all be better off now.
Let's be real, PE exists to shame and torture the fat kids, and for pretty much no other reason.
*Insert that thing with all the people who dread gym*
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the purpose of PE, as it currently exists in the American school system, is to prepare kids to join the military. that's not some sort of moral-panic hyperbole. that's...pretty explicitly the purpose.
most of the prominently nightmarish features of PE, such as running the mile or doing sit-ups, originate with the Presidential Fitness Test. This test, which president Eisenhower implemented in schools in 1956, was created after a different fitness test (the Kraus-Weber test) revealed that Americans were less fit than Europeans -- specifically the Swiss.
The difference between the Kraus-Weber test and the Presidential Fitness test is that the Presidential Fitness test was specifically designed to test military fitness. While the Kraus-Weber test measured total fitness by testing things like core strength and flexibility, the Presidential Fitness test doesn't really make much sense in the context of ordinary fitness -- only in the context of military fitness. Do you remember being tested on how far you could throw a softball? That test mimicked throwing grenades. And it's pretty easy to see why Eisenhower went this direction. In 1956, the Cold War was in full swing and WWII was barely in the rear-view mirror. There was a real possibility that we would be at war with parts of super-fit Europe in the near future. Eisenhower wanted the nation's children ready to fight in that war.
The main issue with the Presidential Fitness test is that, as pointed out above, it really doesn't teach kids how to stay fit or incorporate physical activity in their day-to-day lives. A soldier at war might need to run a mile with no warm-up, or perform a pull-up, but for the average middle-schooler? The tests were just kind of...pointless exercises in misery. You're only really good at the Presidential Fitness Test if you've been practicing the specific exercises tested. And what 12 year old child is doing pull-ups for fun and pleasure? So instead of inspiring America's children to train themselves into a super-fit army, it just humiliated kids who didn't perform well.
There's been a recent push for PE classes to focus more on life-long fitness (things like actually teaching kids to warm up, exposing them to different types of physical activity, etc). Unfortunately, the Presidential Fitness test has already done its damage. It continued to be used in schools until 2013. That's 60 years of teaching kids to associate physical activity with shame and dread. The idea of military PE classes is pretty much baked into our cultural memory, giving us all a background dread of physical activity. and guess what, eisinhower?? that's just going to make people less likely to be physically active!! Maybe if we're trying to emulate the fitness of the SWISS, we shouldn't have gone with MILITARY TRAINING FOR CHILDREN!!
anyways. take some comfort in the fact that nobody will ever judge you for your mile time again. and if they try, ask to see them run a mile. directly away from you.
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So there's a book that I read on project gutenberg once expecting it to be super fucked up but it was actually a very important historical work:
THE INFANT SYSTEM,
FOR
DEVELOPING THE INTELLECTUAL AND MORAL POWERS OF ALL CHILDREN,
FROM ONE TO SEVEN YEARS OF AGE
BY SAMUEL WILDERSPIN, INVENTOR OF THE SYSTEM OF INFANT TRAINING
You can read about the author over here on wikipedia
Mr. Wilderspin had a vision for holistic children's education that was so far ahead of its time in some ways it still blows some modern ideas out of the fucking water.
He's credited with the invention of the playground, one of the people to come up with the idea of "picture books", and created many childrens toys including a proto version of that thing where you get to slide wooden beads along colourful wires and for that I owe him my life.
In his vision for schools, physical education was integrated into the entire day, through play. His schools that he ran had integrated indoor maypole swings, which were fun rewards to break up periods of intense concentration. They had integrated gardens in the play yards, and little museums with samples of different kinds of flora and fauna. His ideas for teaching geography included basically a tabletop game, and giant mats with scale to teach kids the practical difference in distances.
He also understood that a sudden education gap between children and their parents could lead to confusion, rejection, and anger from parents thinking that their child was making fun of them or being taught useless words for things they already know - risking them being pulled out of school - so he would go talk to parents and educate them as well.
One of the things he specifically warned against in this book was the separation of physical education into a specific block with arbitrary requirements, as he was a person who cared deeply about child welfare (in a very very very christian way but he was again: actively working on preventing abuse and reducing rates of child mortality and repeated child imprisonment), specifically BECAUSE it would traumatize children and make them hate exercise.
He focused on sensory play, in integrating running around into counting lessons and such. If I had gone to a school like the ones he designed, I would have been thrilled beyond measure. A lot of his ideas were eroded away over time, but I want to just share this very important note from him at the end of the book, after he'd written a prayer for the safety and wellbeing of children and for the spread of the system he'd come up with: "This prayer written more than thirty years ago. The reader will see a great portion of the prayer has been answered; the subject has been mooted in Parliament; the Government have mooted the question of Education; and even the sovereign has recommended attention to it in a speech from the throne. This feeling only wants a right direction given to it, and all will be well."
Things can be different again. We've learned so much more about how people learn and grow over time since Mr. Wilderspin's time in 1844.
So so many people all over the world are working on making things better for children still. I hope every baby being born gets to experience the fruits of those efforts, and the more of us push on a local level for improved conditions in accordance with current known best practices and update those regularly, the faster that will happen.
Whereās the YA protagonist teen girl and her two boyfriends that are supposed to save us from this mess anyways
The dystopia books lied. The teen throuples arenāt coming to save us.
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